Levi smiles at her. “Yes, is that okay with you?”
“Yup. I knew he was your boyfriend,” she says with the same kind of all-knowing expression I’ve seen Liv make.
“Oh really?” Levi asks. “And what made you so sure?”
“Because you always have a happy smile when you see him.”
His eyes meet mine over her head.
“I do. I must love him very, very much.”
I place my hand on his lower back as we walk inside the house.
“You can love Arlo as much as you love me, Daddy.”
“Are you trying to get me to buy you a snake?” Levi says, and I snort.
“No, because when you go visit Arlo and be boyfriends, I can visit Gigi and see Rosie.”
When Levi mouthsthank fuck, I lose it and start laughing.
When we go inside, the smell of food is mouthwatering. We find Liv in the kitchen singing to the radio and stirring what I think is cake batter, given that there’s a cake pan right next to her.
“No need to update me. I’ve been informed, and we’re celebrating. Take your time upstairs. I’ll call you when we’re ready. Come on, Ladybug, you haven’t finished shelling the peas.”
She winks at us, and Levi wastes no time dragging me up the stairs.
We walk into a bedroom. His, I assume. I don’t have a chance to ask what we’re doing here before he pushes me against the closed door and claims my mouth like a starved man.
His hands are everywhere they can reach.
“Hmm, fuck, baby,” I moan into his mouth, pulling him closer so I can have more friction. “You’re playing with fire.”
“I’m already burning.” He bites my lower lip before his tongue seeks entry into my mouth once again. Stars fly around my eyes as I lose control of what’s happening.
I’m dying to feel Levi’s hands or his mouth on me, but fuck, we’re at his place.
“Wait…wait.” He tries to chase my mouth, but I hold his face with both my hands. “Your sister and Ava are downstairs.”
He turns the key to the door behind me, locking us inside, and pulls me over to the bed. His devious smile is making promises that might be a little too loud for a family home.
“Are you sure you want to start something now?” I ask.
“Yup,” he says, sitting on the bed and taking his shirt off, then going for his jeans. “I need your mouth on me.”
I chuckle but don’t argue because I’m not gonna lie. His dick is better than candy. Since I don’t want to go back downstairs with stained clothes, I get naked and join him.
“Now that’s more like it. Come here, gorgeous.” He holds out his hand, and I move over him until every inch of me is covering him. We kiss and frot until we’re both on the brink of orgasm, but as if we can read each other’s minds, we stop.
I move down his body until my face is buried in his crotch. “God, I love how you smell.”
He lets out a strained groan and turns me so we’re sixty-nining. When he takes my cock in his mouth, I have to bite the inside of my mouth so I don’t let out a loud moan. His mouth feels amazing.
I allow myself to indulge, but when his hips cant because he’s so turned on from sucking me that he needs friction, I take him in my mouth.
He tugs on my balls, and I want to scream with pleasure, but I'm determined to draw out his pleasure, so I bob my head up and down on his cock. A little bit of precum dribbles from the side of my mouth, but I catch it.
“Fuck, baby. That's so good,” he says before sucking my cock until I see stars in my eyes and feel the tell-tale tingling in my lower back.
